Mastery, The Rose

Look to the rose when it is just a bud
not yet opened to show the world all its beauty
not yet perfuming the world with its scent.
Yet inside it is all perfectly formed waiting until its birth time.

Hidden in the tight ball of dainty color
comes a glory bursting forth.
Such aromas emerge and cascade softly into the universe.

It hears an ancient calling to be what it is.
It does not expect applause or even a kiss.
It asks nothing except for a chance to dance
the universal waltz of life.

It knows what it is here to do
and never tries to be
an apple
or a tree.

It says nothing except, I Am.
It does not mourn the past or worry about the future.
It does not fear death.
or desire to be another rose.
It is that it is!

Think upon this as you master your life.